'I read a theory once that the human intellect was like peacock feathers. Just an extravagant display intended to attract a mate. All of art, literature, a bit of Mozart, William Shakespeare, Michelangelo, and the Empire State Building. Just an elaborate mating ritual. Maybe it doesn’t matter that we have accomplished so much for the basest of reasons. But, of course, the peacock can barely fly. It lives in the dirt, pecking insects out of the muck, consoling itself with its great beauty.' (Dr. Ford in Westworld S1). Food for thought.

Seen on ICP's IG, regarding Women's March: 'The future is female'. Seriously? Who can write that with a straight face if not a true hypocrit? Who'd entrust future to the most suggestible, nepotic, underhanded half of humankind? True enough, it's not really better to entrust it to the belligerent, gullible, sex-driven other half. Haha.